Category: Poetry

My unattached heart is vast, delicate and fair, When you touch it, handle with the greatest of care, It's not for sale, available only for exchange, So leave it alone if you're unable to share. Pay it no compliment, no matter how sincere, Your syrupy words won't always fall on deaf ears. Don't clasp my …

Alone at last, just me and you, So many things I want to do. But first, I need some help getting comfy, 'cause this snowy dress is making me clumsy. Unhook these pins, gently, where silk and lace meet, And let this shiny veil fall at your feet. Unlace my strands with your fingertips, while …

"One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find--is they are not always with whom we spend our lives." - Beau Taplin There was nothing extraordinary about the way we …

The tip of a nose skimming down my throat, While peeling off my winter coat; Lips on mine, leaving me gasping for air, As fingers form a fist in my hair; Insistent hips pinning me to a wall, Hands cradling my legs so I don't take a fall; The scrape of a cheek inside of my …

This challenge terrified me. I have written poems before, but I am by no means a poet, and to come up with one in less than a day...let's just say I was not confident in my ability. So I took some inspiration from Shakespeare, and rebooted my favourite sonnet. This is what I've come up …